The world is restarting

Genji Hotaru is a well-known group of thieves. Since ten years ago, it has continued to commit crimes centered in Kyoto, Osaka, and Tokyo. The targets are mainly precious works of art and Buddha statues.The leader of the group is code-named Minamoto Yoshitsune, and all members are named after Yoshitsune's retainers. They have superb criminal skills and have not been caught by the police so far.

"However, since half a month ago, members of Genji Hotaru have been killed one after another. Judging from the wounds of the deceased, it is very likely that the same person killed them."

On the way to the izakaya, Conan briefly introduced the synopsis of this episode to Sawada Ya.

"Including the leader Minamoto Yoshitsune, there are a total of eight members in this organization. Currently, apart from Minamoto Yoshitsune, Musashibo Benkei, and Ise Saburo, the other five have been confirmed killed. Each member of Minamoto Hotaru holds a copy of Yoshitsune." The scriptures were used as tokens, and after the victims died, the Yoshitsune in their hands were also taken away by the murderer, so it can almost be concluded that this incident was done by Genji Hotaru’s internal members.”

While talking, he sat in the back seat and flipped through the messages sent by Hiroki on his mobile phone. The efficiency of the super AI is high. He sent a message to Hiroki just before getting into the car. The car had just driven on the national highway. All the information and the theft cases committed by Genji Hotaru over the years were all sent over.

Sawada Ya: "So inviting Uncle Mori to Sannoji to solve the puzzle was also designed by the murderer?"

"Probably."

Oda Sakunosuke held the steering wheel to avoid an oncoming car, and joined the discussion, "Little brother, you said that the puzzle sent to Sannoji Temple implied the location of the stolen Medicine Buddha hiding place, right? If the murderer is a member of Genji Hotaru, why doesn't he know where the Buddha statue he stole is hidden?"

"Just call me Conan."

The corner of the young detective's mouth twitched, and he was not sensitive to the title "little brother".He saw the little loli next to him looking towards the screen of the phone curiously, and passed the phone over casually, "It can be assumed that the Buddha statues stolen by Genji Hotaru were placed by the leader, and only he knew where they were. This organization of thieves There has been no sign of activity since half a year ago, and it is very likely that the leader has passed away and left this puzzle before his death, and maybe he also said that whoever can solve it will succeed as the leader."

"However, after such a long time, no one can solve the mystery, so I invited the detective over, hoping to get help from others." Oda Saku said, "It turns out that the murderer killed all the other members. It seems that Do you have no ambitions for the position of Genji Hotaru leader, just want to find the Buddha statue?"

Conan: "Mr. Shozo Sakura should be the murderer's collaborator. He runs an antique shop on Teramachi Road, and it is very likely that he is responsible for selling stolen goods in the organization."

"I will provide a channel to sell the stolen goods, and you go and kill the others. Then we plan to invite a detective to come and find the Buddha statue, and the last money will be enough for the two of us." Probably said this to the murderer and reached a cooperation, But now the murderer has even killed his collaborators, which means that he no longer needs the other party to provide a channel for selling stolen goods. He found it by himself?

The detective was startled suddenly, and looked at the people around him as if thinking of something.

The silver-haired loli looked away from the phone, and tilted her head as he thought about it, "Do you want to go fishing?"

"I'll think about it." Conan's brain started working quickly.

When the car arrived at the izakaya in Pontocho, the downstairs was already isolated by a yellow line. The police from Kyoto Prefecture had obviously arrived before them. Outside the yellow line, there was a circle of onlookers watching the excitement.

Conan was about to ask Hattori to come out to pick them up, when Oda Sakunosuke took a natural step forward, took out this ID from his arms and shook it at the police.

The young police officer guarding the bottom was stunned for a moment, looked at the certificate carefully, waved his hand and let the suspicious man with two children go in.

Conan: "?"

Conan: "What is Odasaku?"

"Why are you also calling Odasaku?" the red-haired youth asked while leading the two children upstairs.Having said that, his tone was flat, as if he had long been used to the title, and he casually said something without going into details, "It was given to me by an old man from the Tuyumen family. The other party will understand."

Seeing that he was curious, he handed over the certificate casually.Conan took a look at it. The certificate was newly made. According to the normal official certificate, it was very irregular. It didn't even have a photo of himself on it, only a string of unknown numbers and a vague title - "special consultant".

He handed back the ID thoughtfully, and leaned into Zetian Mi's ear and asked softly, "Has the business office mentioned by the King of Gold already started operation? Is this the result of cooperation with the police?"

Sawada Ya nodded, "It's not completely established, it's a trial run?"

Kyoto is the domain of the Tsuchimikado family, and the Onmyodo people here are the ones who have the closest relationship with the government, and it's not like they haven't cooperated before, and it's the easiest place to accept from here.

Because of the murder, all the guests of the izakaya were kept in the guest room, and the police were there to ask for statements.

When Sawada Ya followed Conan and passed the door, she felt as if someone was watching her inside. She turned her head to look, but only saw the policeman who was asking for information with her back turned to her, and the other people in the room were normal.

She blinked her eyes, turning her head while thinking, when her sight just swept across a door with a light on, it was suddenly blocked by someone.

"?"

It wasn't until he walked through that room holding hands that the palm covering his eyes was not let go.She looked at the people around her in a daze, and then turned her head to look at the rooms she had passed by.A smell of blood was sent to the nose by Night Breeze, and Ze Tianya suddenly realized, so that was the room where the deceased was.

She obediently accepted the offer and followed Conan through the hallway.On the stairs opposite, Hattori Heiji walked down with a thoughtful face holding a piece of paper.

"Hey, Hattori, this way."

Conan waved his hand to attract Hattori Heiji's attention, and the two detectives quickly got together to discuss the case.

Out of the curiosity that all human beings have, Sawada Ya listened to it for a while.

"Did you also get attacked by the murderer during the daytime?"

"Ah, yes, it was at Fudodo." The famous Kansai detective was also very patient with the real loli, squatting down and explained, "That guy can't see his face clearly with a Noh mask, but his skills are very good , and he ran away in the end. The member who died before Genji Hotaru was also killed with a cold weapon, and it is very likely that it is the same person."

"But why did the murderer attack Heiji?"

"Maybe it's because I'm investigating this case?"

"But police officer Ayanokōji downstairs is also investigating this case."

Hattori Heiji was stopped by the question, he was stunned for a while, then touched his head and smiled, "Haha probably because I'm more famous, the murderer thinks that I'm much more likely to find out the truth than the police..."

Conan: "...hehe."

Sawada Ya blinked, "Will the murderer come to find Heiji?"

"This should..."

Hattori Heiji hadn't finished speaking, when he saw that Shota Lori in front of him seemed to realize something at the same time, looked at each other, and then looked at him with bright eyes.

Hattori Heiji:"?"

He slowly made a question mark, and suddenly had a little ominous premonition.

In the early hours of the morning, the police finally finished recording the statement and let everyone present leave.

Because it was too late, Toyama Kazuha, who came with Hattori, stayed at Sannoji Temple, leaving only the famous Kansai detective to go home on his motorcycle.

Kyoto is a bustling metropolis, and there are still many vehicles on the road late at night.

Passing by a van parked on the side of the road, Hattori Heiji was still thinking about what happened just now while driving.

Wouldn't it be so coincidental?

Although it is said that he is still alone in the middle of the night, it is indeed a good time to attack, but why does the murderer have to stare at him?Although he is witty, handsome and well-known, but this is not a reason, is it?Are criminals so unreasonable?

However, past experience tells us, when did criminals make sense?

Hattori Heiji just thought of this, when the locomotive passed by a residential area, and suddenly there was a rush of wind behind it.He turned the car subconsciously, narrowly passing the arrow, and the rearview mirror on the left took over the attack instead of him, and then shattered to the ground with a crisp sound.

He turned his head in shock, and found that a locomotive was following behind him at some point. The people on the locomotive were putting away their bows and arrows in an extremely dangerous posture without even holding the handle, and then bent down and accelerated to catch up.

The other party's attire, which is not a good person at first glance, is exactly the same as that of the day, and it is reasonable to suspect that it is the same murderer, so he is really targeted.

Hattori Heiji wondered for a moment whether he had dug this man's ancestral grave without knowing it, and let the other party chase him like this.

"Isn't this the same as Kudo's reasoning?!"

The locomotive quickly overtook him after accelerating and turned onto the path ahead, Hattori Heiji quickly followed while muttering in a low voice.

He copied several small roads along the way, and finally caught up with the locomotive outside a remote grove.

The car was parked outside, but no one was there.In front of him a path meandered into the depths of the woods, obviously trying to lure him into it.

The famous Kansai detective smiled "hehe".

Such an obvious trap, is he the one who will step into it?

—he is.

Hattori Heiji glanced at the phone, calculated the time, put the phone back into his pocket, and carefully stepped on the path.

The trail leads to the edge of the woods, with iron railings and train tracks outside.A late-night train roared past, and the flickering light illuminated the figure next to the railing with a wooden knife in one hand.

Seeing him approaching, the man raised his hand and threw the wooden knife in his left hand over.

"Oh? Are you going to duel with me? You have a samurai spirit unexpectedly."

Walking to a position five steps away from him, Hattori kept vigilant and leaned over to pick up the knife, "You are also a member of Genji Hotaru? You killed those people before, right?"

The other party didn't speak, as if they didn't want to reveal their voice.

He didn't care, and continued, "What's your code name? The leader of Genji Hotaru should be dead, so you are the only one who is still alive, Musashibo Benkei? Your real identity is the three people who were in the izakaya today. One of the guests?"

The masked man raised his knife, as if he didn't want to listen to him talking anymore.

"I'm so impatient, I still want to talk about my reasoning."

The famous detective had no choice but to shrug his shoulders, then his eyes sharpened, and he raised the wooden knife, "Then let's start."

After confronting each other for a while, the two started their hands almost at the same time, and the two wooden knives collided fiercely.

Is a formidable enemy.

At the moment of the fight, Hattori Heiji quickly realized.

At first glance, the opponent's body was full of flaws, but in fact it was just a seductive and deep trap. His left hand was tied with a wrist guard to block. Useful, more like a self-taught Yeluzi than a professional background.

Hattori didn't notice for a while, and got scratched on the forehead as soon as he came up.He stretched out his hand to wipe the blood dripping from between his brows and let out a low "Tsk", watching the person opposite him take out a short blade slowly from his pocket after knocking his knife away.

"Is this the murder weapon?"

He moved his wrist, glanced at the watch on his hand seemingly unintentionally, "It seems that you don't intend to abide by the rules of samurai duels."

The masked man seemed to sneer coldly, and slowly walked up holding the knife, the sharp edge of the knife flashed a cold light under the moonlight.

The silent killing intent spread in the night.

Hattori Heiji glanced across the woods behind the opponent, and took a step back slowly inadvertently, a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his lips, "In this case, don't blame me for breaking the rules."

As soon as the voice fell, a gunshot suddenly pierced the night.

As if he had strayed into the set of a period drama, the attack sound of modern weapons was so abrupt that the masked man didn't seem to be able to react.After being shot in the right leg, his body swayed violently, and his first reaction was to look behind him. The sparse moonlight passed through the woods, and a red-haired young man in a sand-colored windbreaker slowly walked out holding a gun.

He glanced at the wound on Hattori's forehead, "Sorry, I'm a little late."

Hattori Heiji smiled lazily, and leaned against the tree trunk behind him, "It's all right, what about the others?"

Before the red-haired youth could open his mouth, the rapidly approaching siren replaced his answer.The policemen in Kyoto Prefecture got out of the car neatly and surrounded several people.

Police officer Ayanokōji, whom I had just met at the izakaya today, walked in the front, met the shocked and resentful eyes of the masked man half kneeling on the ground, and took out his ID card.

"You are suspected of murdering six people and stealing precious historical relics and artworks. Come with us."